Waning gibbous shone, still high in west and navy sky’s become of sky blue-pink; snow lavender in shade of morn before the sun. In the light, in the mood, her skin shaded as sky same, lavender of blue in shadow away, pink to light’s face and, too, of tone warmings painting through.
She was beautiful in the shade, in day’s begin, and in the sun’s rise and lighting through, lavender brightened to white once more, melt of the snow giving way to deep green of lawn and grass beneath, warmed and awakened from winter’s still under blanket of the white.
Near to world, in cast of the sun, she dressed and showed dressed near as world, only the colors were inversed. Winter skin of fair and white, panties of lace—deep green and patterned—in color-hold over high of hips and spread-cover between, cut of the pattern showing smooth and tone of winter’s white beneath.
She was beautiful in dress, as little as she wore, accent of allure and enrichment of the wonder-see. Her face to the light, her body struck, radiant in new-day’s light in warm of her skin, cross of her arm in cover of breasts in rest to other’s elbow nook; her other arm bent and hand in raise, finger’s touch to lips as she mused.
To frame of her stand, green vine fell from potted place on risen shelf, its color and leaves in verdure fall that, in land and rest and spread to counter, reached also for the light that seemed of her.
Like vine, he moved, also for the light; and as vine had not yet done, he wrapped her in his hold; warmth of her body—of life and sun—her spirit’s rest and press to his; move of her arm from cover and rest, cradled cover and work of his own, warm and waking sense as sun to which they both faced. Change of his cradle; high wrap of arm, hands hold to her side and forearm’s hold-press to her breasts in closer draw; fall of his second down centerline, open plane to navel’s reach, then soft slope away to warmed await in cover of the green; sense of his hand through high of band, change of her skin from open cool to covered save of warmth; breathe of their bodies, close in hold, soft shifts of her as she felt in stand, warming in wake and sun.
Twist of her body, gift of her lips, soft part then tongue, warm and sleek and smooth.
Morning’s continue in the rise glowing window and the view, catch of sun within her hair as living rays embraced within his wrapping hold.
Full-deep breath and forearm’s keep, low touch to covered warmth, keep of their kissing; full turn and face of her body; free of his forward holdings; full, deep breaths in swell and empty; melt and fall of green away, heat-winter of her skin; face-to-face, eyed lock-embrace, find and fit of the way; full-deep breath again, breath’s deep swell and body’s empty, filling of new sense; opened, pulse in her winter heat; hands to backs, hands to necks, close drawing and eyes’ keep of matched-faced focus; breathing, pulsing, opening, waking in strike of the full-rise sun.